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Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Let’s Pretend Marshall Mathers never picked up a pen
Let’s pretend things would’ve been no different
Pretend people procrastinated had no motivation
Pretend he just made excuses that was so paper thin they could blow away wit the wind
Marshall you never gone make it, makes no sense to play the game it ain’t no way that’ll you win
Pretend he just stand out side all day and play with his friends
Pretend he even had a friend to say was his friend
And it wasn’t time to move in school no changing again
He wasn’t socially awakard and just strange as a kid
He had a father and his mother wasn’t crazy as shit
And he never dreamed he can ripped stadiums he just lazy as shit
Fuck a talent show in the gymnasium bitch
You won’t amount to shit quit day dreaming kid
You need to get ya cranium check you thinking like an alien
It just ain’t realistic
Now pretend they ain’t just make him angry with this shit
And there was no one he could even aim when he’s pissed with
And his alarm went off to wake him but he did’nt make it to the rap Olympics
Left to his plane and he missed it
He’s gonna have a hard time explaining to Haley and maybe these food stamps and WIC shit
Cause he neverrisked shit he hoped and he wished it
But it didn’t fall in his lap so he ain’t even hear it he pretends that

*I know I didn't give Bob much of a post but I'm sure even he understood what we were waiting for here. Still, I'd like to say this. Minus the hype, with all the talent and great records Bobby Ray has already shown us, I think safe to say we have a real artist on our hands here and it should be recognized far and wide.